Danny's POV

"Do you really think that's a good idea Jasper? Don't you think you should feed first?" Alice asked worried.

"I'm not going to eat her Alice. I didn't on the way here; I won't getting her to her house." Jasper said with assertiveness.

"You better not," I muttered. The vampires' laughed, except Jasper, he was watching me. Actually it was kind of freaking me out. The way his black eyes watched me, it made me nervous, though his stare wasn't hungry like James's had been.

I shuddered at the thought of his name.

My eyes moved to Alice, who was staring into space, as if she was daydreaming. Then her eyes focused and she nodded. "You won't kill her."

I rolled my eyes. "Let me guess, you can see into the future."

Alice gave me a serious look, her voice unwavering. "Yes, actually, or more accurately, I can see how people's decisions affect the future."

I sighed shaking my head, of course. "Whatever just get me home alive." Without another word, I headed for the door not looking to see if Jasper followed me. I'd walk home somehow if he didn't.

"You can get in the same car, it's unlocked."

I groaned, he had followed me. "Yeah, sure, whatever." I opened the door and slammed it closed. I had barely settled myself in the seat when I heard the engine start up.

"Must you move that fast?" I asked annoyed, looking over at him.

"Would you rather wait another minute while I walk at a slower pace? Would that make you happy?" Jasper met my eyes. "I thought so."

I felt my anger flare up again as the car began to move. But as quickly as it came, it was washed away by a calm feeling, one I couldn't shake, no matter how hard I tried.

"Are you doing that?"

Jasper smirked. "Yes."

"Great, so you can control emotions and crap."

"I feel them too." He added, though his voice was softer.

"Oh yeah? What am I feeling?"

Jasper didn't answer right away, as if he was focusing intently on the road. Finally he answered, "Anger, resentment, but also confusion, and even fear." His eyes met mine, "You prefer not to show weakness, don't you? That's why you're trying to mask you fear and uncertainty with anger, aren't you?"

I was surprised into silence, just staring at him. Jasper nodded, not needing any other response to know he was correct.

"Where is your house?" He asked pleasantly as if the previous conversation never took place. So, I told him, pretending the same.

Not long after, Jasper pulled up into the drive way of my house. I hurriedly got out of the car, without a good bye, hoping to never see him or his family again.

I opened the door and quickly tried to run up the stairs, hoping Charlie wouldn't catch me. I really wasn't in the mood to lie about how I broke my arm.

"Was that Jessica and her mom?"

Damn it.

"Yeah, sorry we got back late. We stopped by Jessica's house before we started back home."

Charlie nodded, and then his eyes caught sight of my arm. "Danny, how did you break your arm?"

I looked, down at my arm, trying to force my mind to come up with some sort of half believable lie. "I...fell." Great job Danny. Of all the possible lies you could have said you say you fell. "I tripped down the movie theater stairs. There was hardly anyone there, so no one else got hurt."

Charlie looked at me disbelievingly. "So you stopped by the hospital to get the cast?"

I waited a moment, debating on whether I should tell them about the family I ran into, leaving out the whole vampire thing. Finally, I shook my head. "No, we ran into a family who are new to town, and their dad is a doctor. He offered to cast my arm."

Charlie's eyebrows furrowed in thought. "Did his name happen to be Carlisle Cullen?"

"Probably, the family mentioned his name was Carlisle I think, I don't know their last name."

Charlie nodded approvingly, "Best doctor around. He could have gotten a job anywhere in the world. Lucky for us his wife wanted to move to a small town."

I refused the urge to roll my eyes. Yes, lucky. "Well, I'm really tired, so I'm just going to go to bed. Get the last of my school shopping done tomorrow."

"Alright, I don't want to wipe you out, but keep off that arm. I don't want you to hurt yourself further." Charlie advised. Always the caring parent, once he gets around his embarrassment.

I nodded, running up the stairs.

School started almost what felt like instantly. One second, I'm at home, trying to find something useful in my room to do, the next, surrounded by students, trying to find my way around a new school. At least Angela stuck with me for most of the morning, to our similar schedule.

"Okay, I have U.S. History next, what do you have?" I asked Angela, looking around trying to find where it was.

"Yeah, I have that too. It says it's in room 104."

I nodded, now an expert at listening to Angela's soft voice when it would be almost impossible to do so. Taking a look at one door, I decided the way to go would be and rush quickly that way, trying to get there before the bell rang.

"Angela!" I heard Jessica call once we rushed through the class doors. Angela gave me an apologetic glance before rushing over to sit next to Jessica.

Alone, I took a seat at an empty table, a few forward from the one Jessica and Angela sat in near the back.

Though once the bell rang, the seat next to me was no longer vacant.

I look over to see my partner and exclaim, "Oh my God! Are you stalking me or something?"

He laughed a little, a smirk on his face. "Nice to see you again too. And no, I am not. I haven't seen you since I drove you home."

I glared at Jasper. "It was a rhetorical question," I hissed, since the teacher had begun his lesson.

"I thought I'd clear up any doubt, just in case."

I rolled my eyes. "Why are you even taking history? Haven't you lived through it or something?"

Jasper chuckled, "Not all of it, though I've gone over it so many times it may seem that way."

"Then what are you doing in this class?"

Jasper met my eyes, his now full gold, almost liquid like; his response had a joking tone, though his eyes were serious. "It's mandatory remember? Anyway, the company around here isn't so bad."

I shook my head. "Thanks."

Jasper nodded his head, and his eyes dropped to my arm. "How's it feeling?"

My eyebrows furrowed resentment and anger flooding back into me. The memories were trying to resurface. "Fine."

I looked up at the front of the class room, trying desperately to ignore Jasper. Though he wasn't about to give up so easily.

"You're not going to loosen up about it are you? Cut us some slack?"

"Loosen up?" I hissed. "How am I supposed to loosen up after that? And you guys kill. I don't care if you do the 'right thing' now. I'm pretty sure every one of you slipped up at least once."

Jasper winced. "It's in our nature. The fact that we're trying to fight it is proof enough that we're not like the rest. That and we can actually live in a large group such as ours."

"Doesn't matter, never will."

Jasper looked hurt slightly, but it was such a quick glance of it, I wondered if I had imagined it.

"Does it matter that not a single one of us chose the life we live now? That we regret the things we did in our past? Things we can never forget?"

"You act as if the choice was yours. You don't seem the little bit bothered." I pointed out, trying desperately to remain ignorant to Jasper, though the pained look on his face was so…real and human that it was tugging on my heart slightly, to hear him out.

But I couldn't, he's a God damned vampire! I can't be caring for a vampire. Ugh.

"When life gives you lemons make lemonade." Jasper shook his head. "Just…come back over to our house later. We'll tell you exactly why we didn't choose this way of life."

"I'm not going unless you drive me again."

Jasper's face hardened. "Why, cause you won't come into a house full of psycho killing leeches?"

"No, though I wish I thought of that. I'm only 14 I can't drive. How old are you anyway?"

Jasper seemed to relax. "Do you want my current age or the age I was changed?"

I shrugged, "Both, I guess."

"20 and 156."

I swore softly. Jasper chuckled.

"So, not too old."

Jasper smiled, "Of course not."

"So, since we're in history, does that mean you lived through the Civil War?" I asked. Jasper nodded. "Sick."

"Good to know you approve of something."

I grinned. With that the bell rang, signaling the end of the period.

So is this good? I was wondering if I should continue to describe Danny getting to know the Cullen's better or if I should fast forward a year or two. Cause things get really exciting in their junior year…

So what do you think? Fast forward or keep going?

Review and let me know if this is any good!